Page 32 of Kane's Bounty
He searched his telepathic sense for the ill-used muscles that would allow him to probe her mind and found them eager to comply. Again, his cock jumped and pressed tightly against his zipper.
“Should I touch you?”
“You can if you want.”
Her hands traced even paths up and down his ribs in a gentle caress. It was at once arousing and soothing. His mind nudged at her consciousness. She let down the first barrier. He heard her gasp as his thought trickled through hers. Her hands slid to his hips.
He pressed further with his mind. He hit a wall.Relax, Lena. Let me in.
As if a flower blooming for the sun, she opened her thoughts to him. He milled through her childhood memories, quickly skipping to the recent past. He saw Thorn beating her, saw the guard who helped her and even saw the first time she had gazed at him in the bar in Savannah. Each memory was fresh and alive with innocence. She only protected, never harmed. Everything she had done was to protect her grandmother or the stones. She fiercely fought to keep her ex-husband’s hands off the power her gifts could bring him.
The memory of their lovemaking flashed as though it was lightning. He felt her fingers at his fly, but was caught up in how pure her memories flowed. She wanted him as desperately as he’d wanted her. She gripped his cock, working it up and down. The gasps he heard were his own. In the memory, he was fucking her up against the wall of the hotel room. Her climax was close.
Feel me, Lena.He opened his mind up to her. He allowed his memory of the same event to rush into her.
Her breath came in short gasps and she tugged harder and faster on his shaft.
He probably could have come from just the vivid memories, but her fingers sliding over his cock pushed him over the edge at the same moment the memory of her pussy clenching around him in Mexico flooded his senses.
Kane released her head and pulled her body tight to his. She trembled in his arm. Her own rapture spread from her clit and he felt it too through their connection. It was as if four orgasms combined. He experienced both his and hers in the memory and in reality.
“Kane?” she said in a small voice.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m…that was… I don’t even know what that was. Intense, wonderful, overwhelming.”
He pulled away so he could look at her face. He found a satisfied smile on her lips. “Then I didn’t hurt you.”
“It was extraordinary, and no, you didn’t hurt me.”
He kissed her forehead, went to the bathroom and cleaned up. There was one towel. He dampened it and brought it to her. She wiped her hands.
“I didn’t realize it would be so sensual,” she said.
“Neither did I.”
They left the bedroom. Joshua was stretched out on the couch. He didn’t say anything out loud, but Kane could hear the questions.
Kane nodded. “Let’s go to Jersey.”
“All right.” Joshua stood up and walked to the door without asking a single thing about the mind probe.
When they were at the car and Lena was safely seated inside with all the doors closed, he turned to Kane and smiled wickedly. “You can thank me another time.”
“Did you know?”
He shrugged. “Not for sure. I suspected if Lena had told you the truth and everything was as she said, you would find something mutual to remember.”
“You could have said something.”
“And ruin it for you? I wouldn’t do that. Your first time?”
Kane felt his cheeks flush. He couldn’t remember a time he’d blushed in his life. “Yeah. Other than training.”
Joshua winced. “I hated that shit. Brutal.”
“I never wanted to do it again.”
